COUNTDOWN: I SEE YOU

The warning bells of the Nightly Curfew ring across the city. There's a faint hum from the phone this time before the icon appears. This time it displays a time: 1:00AM
The rest of the night is normal. Perhaps you've cuddled up with family, or you've gone to bed early to wait, but sure enough, time tick by right until 1 in the morning when....
You're back into that application again. A single question before you're even permitted to type anything else. And while it seems to be overwritten by something inside of you, it feels a lot more natural than before. Which is, truthfully...troubling.
But then something happens...
WƎ☹C!ERROR!OMƎ ▒ O ▒ HƎ FIN⟡☹ QUIZ!!ERROR!!ERROR!
⟡nƧwƎ!ERROR!r from ▒ hƎ hƎ⟡r▒ , ▒ hƎ p⟡r▒ of you ▒ !ERROR!h⟡▒ h⟡Ƨ bƎƎn dƎniƎd for f⟡r ▒ oo ☹ong.
Is your ☹ife here ⟡ ☹ie?
YƎƧ | DƎfini▒ Ǝ☹y | ƧurƎ | I'vƎ hd my !ERROR! doub▒ Ƨ bƎforƎ, bu▒ yƎƧ | HƎ☹☹ YƎƧ | ▒ hƎrƎ iƧ no o▒ hƎr conc☹uƧion | I wiƧh I cou☹d dƎny i▒ nd ☹ivƎ hƎrƎ pƎcƎfu☹☹y !ERROR!bu▒ i▒ 'Ƨ ▒ ruƎ.
▒ h⟡nk you...!ERROR!▒ h⟡▒ wi☹☹ bƎ ⟡☹☹. ☹Ǝ▒ uƧ ƧƎƎ wh⟡▒ your hƎ⟡r▒ b☹oo!ERROR!mƧ in▒ o...
I SEE YOU.
⟡nƧwƎ!ERROR!r from ▒ hƎ hƎ⟡r▒ , ▒ hƎ p⟡r▒ of you ▒ !ERROR!h⟡▒ h⟡Ƨ bƎƎn dƎniƎd for f⟡r ▒ oo ☹ong.
Is your ☹ife here ⟡ ☹ie?
YƎƧ | DƎfini▒ Ǝ☹y | ƧurƎ | I'vƎ hd my !ERROR! doub▒ Ƨ bƎforƎ, bu▒ yƎƧ | HƎ☹☹ YƎƧ | ▒ hƎrƎ iƧ no o▒ hƎr conc☹uƧion | I wiƧh I cou☹d dƎny i▒ nd ☹ivƎ hƎrƎ pƎcƎfu☹☹y !ERROR!bu▒ i▒ 'Ƨ ▒ ruƎ.
▒ h⟡nk you...!ERROR!▒ h⟡▒ wi☹☹ bƎ ⟡☹☹. ☹Ǝ▒ uƧ ƧƎƎ wh⟡▒ your hƎ⟡r▒ b☹oo!ERROR!mƧ in▒ o...
I SEE YOU.
What had just happened? Before you can think about it for too much, and as your heart beats faster, the screen returns to normal, and another message flashes.
Well shit. Lets try this again. Answer from the heart, the part of you that has been denied for far too long. DO IT QUICKLY!
Is your life here a lie?
Yes.
Sorry lambs, this time we can't kid around...
Is your life here a lie?
Yes.
Sorry lambs, this time we can't kid around...
Once you are done, you are tossed once more into the main chatroom. Is fear rising? Is your heart beating faster? There's a lot more at stake now it seems. Fortunately, your user names are the names that you wrote down in the last survey, but with all those questions it's....hard not to think of them as your own. Maybe you'll be cursing at this device, but it looks like you're already deep down the rabbit hole by now.
And now...something's might be looking right back.
[OOC: This is one of the final network post before Awakening. ALL Users will now be able to speak of who they are in their AU life without the information being blocked by the application.
Additionally, while speaking, Applenet might spazz out, like above. If this happens, a random painful memory will hit both Awakened and Unawakened (please warn if the visions are graphic for other players). They might find themselves writing down things afterwards regarding the memory (for example, getting shot, they might write down the pain they are felling, etc) and regretting it. This can happen up to 5 times per user.]
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I'll fight. I have to. I don't really know what or who against...but I know who it's for. That's enough. It has to be.
But don't you have...never mind.
It isn't safe to say. And if you did, you probably wouldn't think of leaving, right?
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[Swear jar. ]
Have people I wanna protect? 'Course, I do. I'm getting my brother out while I still can. Ain't no way I'm letting Kris stick around the city when things are getting like this.
...That...wasn't censored?
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[This is absolutely not said in reference to Guts' swearing, but rather his reckless mentioning of his brother's name.]
Can you delete it?
[Before "they" or "it" sees. Whatever is watching them that's got Luci spooked.]
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Tch, No! Usually that asshole censors everything I didn't think. Goddamit. Goddamit. I need to go make sure he's ok.
....Wait if the censors are down does that mean I can warn you about [INFORMATION REDACTED]
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This useless app! How are they supposed to protect anyone if they don't know anything!]
Of course you can't. That would actually be helpful.
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[He can't just say that and then not give the kid some advice though. ]
Ok. Just know that that countdown up there is for something. And, Ah hell fuck it. If you wanna protect people stock up on the stuff in Lazers Pawnshop. Draw a sheep on some paper and slip it to him. He'll know what it means.
Your welcome to any of my stuff after I go too. I'll leave some around Green Valley if you want it.
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if you leave your things behind you won't have anything to protect yourself and your brother with! don't be dumb, hold onto that stuff just in case! you need to take it with you if you go!
you need to
besides
i won't take from other people to protect myself or anyone else. i'm not that desperate.
[And even if he is, Michi would never let him hear the end of it if he did that. And rightfully so.
No...if he was going to do this, he was going to do this the right way. Lazers Pawnshop was a good place to start. He'd already started looking into a weapon to have on hand, something he could pass off as an item he'd be using over the summer for neighborhood landscaping or something. It wasn't as if he could pick up a new sport during break when all the school clubs were closed, after all.
But at least that would be his own and he wouldn't be stripping anyone else of their means to defend themselves or others.]
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I can't take everything you know. Besides I got some useful stuff. Lotta painkillers bro would kill me if I took. I'll leave em by the big tree in the courtyard. Some money too...I won't need it where we're going and I doubt brats like you get huge allowances.
[ His Dad Instincts(TM) will not let him leave behind this child unless he's sure he at least has some tools to survive with. ]
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If he can figure out which tree and courtyard Guts means, as well as when he intends to be there, then Kouyuki can meet him there and try to "talk" some sense into him. Honestly...leaving supplies and money just lying around, especially when you've got someone to take care of! This guy...]
How am I supposed to know where that is or when to even check for it? Did you even think about that?
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You know Green Valley School right?
Right out in front there's that orchard and then the main courtyard. There's a big oak tree there they forgot to dig up while planting.
[Its also where Guts often stops the track team to rest, but he wouldn't know Fubuki knew about that. ]
I'll get some stuff there by tomorrow. There's a hallow in it about halfway up where I could stuff a plastic bag.
1/2 - APP
Hah!
That'd just slow him down. The whole operation will run more quickly and smoothly if he plays along, and besides...this way he stands a better chance at meeting this guy face-to-face rather than being shrugged off or dodged.]
Mm. I think I know the place.
[He'd suspected at first that it was at his school, but that confirms it.
Strange...that so much seems to center around that place. But he doesn't have time now to think about it. Considering the hour, he...he should try to sleep, but he knows he won't be able to. So what he needs to do instead is make sure he knows tomorrow what to say to this person. And that he doesn't show up unarmed in case anything happens.
After all...if whatever is watching them can pinpoint that location, there could be trouble.]
I'll at least make sure nobody steals that stuff and that it goes to someone who really needs it.
2/2 - ACTION
He wasn't sure how long it would take "Guts" to get to the school, but living in Green Valley, he arrived quickly enough at the tree. With his umbrella opened finally to keep the rain at bay, he considered why the person on the app would have chosen this spot. Was it important to them? Was it just because it stood out? There were other noteworthy places across the Green Valley campus, but...
Well, he'd find out soon enough.]
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But when he sees Kouyuki in front of the tree he skids to a hault, doing one, two almost three takes before pulling down a hood to reveal his face. ]
Kouyuki? [His fellow captain sounds honestly concerned. ] What are you doing out here so early? You're going to get sick.
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And when he finally does get a good look at who it is, it's as if all the pieces have finally slipped into place. If nothing else, he should have recognized that voice when Luci broadcasted that song. Why didn't he?]
But I'm not the one who looks like a drowned rat. [He glances at his umbrella, keeping his head of fluffy hair fairly dry, and then back at Guts. Or Gabe, as he knows him.] I told you that you'd need that stuff.
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[ He deflates a little after, hunching his shoulders a little and staring at the ground. He mutters a little to. ]
So you were on that goddamn app. Was you of...I shoulda known you overcompetative brat. Luci keeps getting kids...I...I don't like it. [This was easier with a stranger. He rubs his wet hair and fixes Koyuki with a hard stare.]
They won't censor me now so I'll say it. Theres something evil in this town, behind all those goddamn murders or unexplained disasters here and in six days its gonna come back up and they'll tell you to fight it. Those thing...ain't human. You need tools kid. I won't see a member of my team die.
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But what hits even harder is the truth about what they were recruited for. Kouyuki had been given some idea previously, as much as could be safely said on the app, but no one had said anything about fighting things that weren't human.
He's not sure what he expected, but it wasn't that. And for a moment, all Kouyuki does is stare up at Guts. Uncertain.
It's a wonder he sounds just as much of a brat as he always has when he finally does speak up again, although his gaze averts to the side this time, to stare at the hollow in the tree that was going to be used as a hiding place.]
Oh? If you ran away, you wouldn't see anything anyway, so it doesn't really matter.
[They say salt wards off bad spirits. Maybe it wards off bad feelings, too?]
who is this sassy lost child
Do you know how I lost my arm Kouyuki... [A pause and he chuckles. ] Well er, not the first time. I think you know that one. But a month or so ago I lost this prosthetic in a fight.
No against a shadow, but a teammate. There's..I can't explain it. Don't know if I should tell you but...you'll realize things and it was just..to much for me to handle all at once. I went crazy. I attacked anything I could see.
[His words are soft, and Gut's tone is never pleading, never anything but gruff but he sounds so uncertain now. ]
This isn't a joke kid. This isn't like your TV shows or books. This...its..Theres something here and the person I was couldn't take it. I don't know what will happen to you if you go fight....You could run away to you know. I've been making plans all week. You could come with us.
u must mean guts
There's that sinking, churning nausea in the pit of his stomach again. That crawling beneath his skin. Like what he's hearing isn't a lie, and no matter how much he wants to refuse it, he knows that he can't.
But what he has control over, what he can refuse, is that offer.
He gazes at that arm, and then up at the older man's face, his own hardening, jaw setting stubbornly as he lowers his umbrella and begins closing it up. The rain hasn't lessened, but he has a point to make. One that can afford drooping hair.]
Hmm...but that's what happens when you don't think. You get hurt. Or hurt other people.
[He's a fine one to talk, but without anyone around who can point that out, he's just gonna keep on rolling! And do his best for now not to think too much about who exactly Gabe attacked. And if they are alright or not. He hopes so...]
Anyway, I'm not going to run, I've got to stay and protect my own family. So here. [He holds out his umbrella, the end dripping with rain water as still more rain beads off the canopy overhead and down upon them.] You need this more than I do.
Since you obviously don't know how to look after yourself.
HE IS TWICE YOUR AGE SHUT UP
I ain't someone to appreciate preaching when you don't know half of whats going on. You wanna protect your family and friends? Then you should be using me for all I'm worth. You can't cut corners protecting people. It has to be above everything else.
....You wanna look down on me for running? Fine. But you think I'll let you kill yourself over some misplaced superiority your damn wrong.
twice his age and twice as temperamental! also i'm sorry for all the tldr
...then the man standing before him really isn't the same person he thought. And that's arguably more terrifying than anything non-human he may have to fight in the days to come.]
I'm not...
[His fingers tighten around his umbrella and he drags it against his chest. How could he use anyone like that? How could he be so callous? It wasn't in his nature. He's not even sure it's in that bear-killer's nature, either. Shirou Fubuki, that boy with his face, he seemed kind enough. When he wasn't angry. And they shared something, the two of them: a determination to protect their friends at all costs. All costs, that was, except sacrificing others. Sacrificing himself, however...
"Stop! If you hit him, you'll be removed from the game!"
He gives a start when he recalls that first vision. The gruff voice of the boy named Someoka still resonates clearly, and his warning...it's not entirely unlike Guts'.]
You think I want to see anyone die, especially in my place? I don't! But I'm not going to sacrifice anyone to protect myself or my family. I won't...I can't do that!
NO I LOVE IT KEEP GOING
You don't want to see anyone die, so you'd rather sacrifice yourself so everything turns out happy right? You can't bare to see anyone you care about suffer so you'd rather make sure its you who does it instead.
[He straightens, eyes cold. The words run off like venom. He's so tired of seeing to young martyrs who think their own death with save those around them. ]
What sort of selfish protection is that, kid? You're hardly doing it for anyone's benefit. Unless you choose what you can or cannot protect, you have no place near whats going on this this city.
WELP...
I wasn't of any help. This isn't enough... I have to be perfect...!
Why? Why do their thoughts mirror one another now of all times?! Why does he feel the same fear that Shirou Fubuki felt in those visions, the same helplessness when faced with simply not being strong enough to win a fight? Hasn't he always relished such challenges? He'd even stood before Gabe in the past, fueled by the differences in their abilities rather than made afraid. But now...what if he's right?
Does he really have no place fighting? And if he doesn't...who can be trusted to protect Michi?
Michi...
His little brother. Arguably the healthier of them both, and the smarter, but still the younger between them. He has a responsibility to look out for him. And he can't do that if he dies.
Back straightening finally, Kouyuki lifts his chin and, with his free hand, pushes Guts' jabbing finger away from him.]
Shut up! Don't tell me where my place is! I know! It's with my brother, and I won't leave him to be protected by anyone else, especially not people who think like you!
[His chest rises and falls, and rises again, puffing up with a courage he knows he oughtn't have, and maybe only exists because to feel any more fear right now, to let that in, would mean the end.
Is this what it's like to fight a bear?]
If you're willing to use anyone, or throw anyone away, then the only one that's selfish is you!
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[He hunches his shoulders and glares down. Part of him is actually pretty impressed with this kids determination. The other half is just plain mad. Freaking Kouyuki hitting as hard as possible huh? Just take his fucking money already kid. ]
I know I'm selfish. But I won't throw just anyone away. [He shoves the bag at Kouyuki.] If you are going to stay I won't let you go unprepared. Use it to protect your own brother.
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But Gabe, or Guts, whoever he really is, won't hear any of it. As the bag is thrust at him, Kouyuki stumbles back a step and gawks down at it in his arms. Would this really allow him to better protect Michi and himself? Was it worth it to accept it, if it meant that this person would be without these items?
Does it even matter? It's not like saying no this time really seems to be an option, and so...reluctantly, his arms tighten around the bag and he nods.]
Fine...but when this is over, I'm going to give everything back. Because I won't need any of it to protect my brother. You'll see. I don't need handouts. I...can protect him with my own two hands.
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Don't feel guilty, its not like I'm selfless enough to give you anything I'd really need.
[He nods. ] I ain't protecting your brother for you anyway. You gotta do that shit yourself. I got my own problems.
But we do know eachother, and you're a kid. It'd be a pretty shitty adult to not at least give you a leg up.
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this tag was a mistake
everything hurts
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